Chapter One-Hundred and Ninety-Seven

Nodding her head, Rosabel replied, “Yep. Ho, ho. Ho. Merry Christmas. Come on, this is for the girls. You have to take this all the way for them.”

Hawkins tisked under his breath as he knew she was using a guilt trip on him, even if she was right, but he still rolled his eyes.

Then hoots and whist...

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